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This is how I hope my Dear Readers experience my sexy blog...

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My Name is Jamie

I've been revisiting the TV show "My Name is Earl" on Netflix, just for fun. And it reminded me how sexy in a sexy-trailer-trash-way is the character Joy Turner, played by actress/model Jaime Pressly.

If you don't know who I am talking about, let me help. Here's a couple sizzling shots of Miss Pressly. 

For those inspired to research more, here's a lead: she posed nude for the March 1998 and February 2004 issues of Playboy, as well as the May 2006 issue of Allure. Several of these photos were republished in the Playboy Nudes special in december of 1998, and sort of oddly enough, a retrospective of sexy shots in the January 2002 issue of Playboy (Croatian edition). 

Thank you, Jaime.

Hit Record, I'm Ready

A super sexy shot that tells a story in its implications. A wife dressed in lingerie and heels, on her knees, ass up and exposed to the camera. The camera carefully set on a tripod, and plugged in (no need to worry about the battery dying). It's turned on, ready to capture what happens next...

More of this couple's work can be found here.

Hardcore Summer Reading

A lovely shot from a sexy blog, Parallel Slidings of Pleasure. 

The book she's reading, by the way, is considered one of the classic academic works on porn. The author, Professor Linda Williams, "moves beyond the impasse of the anti-porn/anti-censorship debate to analyze what hard-core film pornography is and does—as a genre with a history, as a specific cinematic form, and as part of contemporary discourse on sexuality."

Sounds to me like an afternoon well spent.

Sexy Sasha Shows Off

Here are two photos of Sasha Grey showing off some very sexy underwear.

Making Home Videos, VHS

An era of denim and VHS.

The Original Hardcore Porn: Hindi DP

Some people think of porn as something started by the internet. Or that contemporary porn has led people from the plain old man and woman missionary sex of the "old days" and created new modern positions, fetishes, and practices. But the truth is, whatever two (or more) humans can do together sexually has already been done. Again and again, stretching back every generation of our recorded history...

To appreciate the erotic arts of India, one must understand the role of sex in the scheme of things according to Hinduism. The pursuit of pleasure (kama) is one of the important aims of life, on the path to deliverance.

A Short Story

Here's a nice short story from Context:


It started as just a way of supplementing their income. The house was gorgeously decorated before the economy crashed, and that made it a great location for TV shows to shoot. They listed it on a site that was popular in the Hollywood community for rentals.

What they didn’t expect was that the best offers continually came from porn productions.

Or the amount of money his wife would end up making being in them.

Reading Break

Alone, with a magazine. A nice break.

New York Times Reports: "Return to a more natural state."

As editor of My Sexy Spot Blog, I strive to bring the best, most accurate, and most historically relevant stories about our understanding and appreciation (and acceptance) of human sexuality. As many long-time Dear Readers know, I have been following and reporting on what seems to be a grassroots cultural shift back toward a more normal (and in my opinion healthy) acceptance and appreciation of pubic hair.

I've noted it in amateur blogs, in the emerging works of Fine Art photographers, and even in the porn industry.

For so long I've seen hope peeking out like the stray untamed hairs from a bikini line. I'm amazed, and thrilled that finally a publication with a lot wider viewership than this humble DIY blog is finally taking note.

Last december, The New York Times blog ran "On Beauty For Women, a New Look Down Under."

Only once before in our history have we reprinted an article verbatim and in its entirety. We felt this article well worth it.
--Annie O.

On Beauty For Women, a New Look Down Under

by Amanda Hess

After years of razors, wax and lasers reducing pubic hair to the bare minimum — or nothing at all — there’s a return to a more natural state.

Marilyn Monroe’s maid claimed she once walked in on the actress naked and splayed-legged, bottle and toothbrush in hand, meticulously bleaching the hair between her legs a perfectly matching platinum. When Monroe danced onto a breezy New York City subway grate in that billowing ivory dress in “The Seven Year Itch,” she layered two pairs of underwear to ensure that her bountiful crop was obscured from gawkers’ sightlines. And when the studio photographer snapped on-set publicity shots of the scene, they were meticulously airbrushed to smooth out the unmistakable texture visible beneath her pleated skirt.

For women of Monroe’s generation, pubic hair was a game of peekaboo — on full display in the privacy of the bungalow, but carefully hidden from popular view. In recent years, the bombshell bush has essentially disappeared. Wax-wielding estheticians and permanent lasers have whittled it down or erased it entirely. Pornography has served up a new degree of bareness. When the paparazzi shoot pantyless pop stars exiting limousines, their cameras zoom in on a barren landscape.

It wasn’t always this way. For centuries of artistic tradition, the absence of pubic hair was merely an illusion. Renaissance artists depicted the female pelvis in smoothed stone or oil-painted shadow. Although a few artists made bids for erotic realism — notably Gustave Courbet in 1866 with the furry black patch in his painting “L’Origine du Monde”— the taboo persisted. The story goes that the 19th-century art critic John Ruskin was so shocked by the discrepancy between the renderings he’d studied and his wife’s naked body that he annulled the marriage. “Though her face was beautiful,” he wrote, “there were certain circumstances in her person” that left him unable to proceed. When the photographer Alfred Stieglitz exhibited 45 portraits, several of them nudes, of his muse Georgia O’Keeffe in 1921, they caused a sensation.

The explosion of the bikini on 1960s beaches changed everything, bringing with it the “bikini line,” which required a precise shave. The beauty industry graciously homed in on this new terrain, first with razors and depilatory creams, then waxes, electrolysis and lasers. Peruse popular nudes over the past decades and you can practically carbon-date the photo by the area’s dwindling dimensions. In the 1960s, the fashion designer Mary Quant got hers trimmed into a heart. Helmut Newton’s 1981 “Big Nudes” series of photographs featured towering heels and equally imposing pubic hair; by the 1990s, Playboy centerfolds had transitioned from a full growth to a teensy landing strip; by the 21st century, the “Brazilian” was established as the new standard.

Did it go too far? Today, the Helmut Newton nude makes for a more aspirational ideal than an unfortunate celebrity crotch shot. The New York waxing emporium J. Sisters displays a 1990s head shot of Gwyneth Paltrow signed, “You changed my life!!” But these days, Paltrow laughingly told Ellen DeGeneres, “I work a ’70s vibe.” Mert & Marcus photographed Daria Werbowy and Naomi Campbell with full, frank pubic hair in a 2010 Love magazine spread, and they look assertive, real, even rebellious.

Even young porn stars are “bringing the ’80s back,” says Nina Hartley, a doyenne of the scene. Stoya, one of the highest-profile porn actresses of the moment, has also posed for the fashion photographer Steven Klein with grown-out pelvis and armpits. “I’ve had all sorts of pubic hair,” she says. “I’ve been completely bald, I’ve had my entire natural bush grown out, and I usually have an arrangement somewhere in between.” It’s worth noting that this look isn’t completely untamed, of course. Many women still attend to the sides and underneath. But there’s something refreshingly retro, delightfully expressive and confidently grown-up in getting back to nature. And Courbet’s “L’Origine du Monde”? It now resides at the Musée d’Orsay in Paris, where — judging by the sale of postcards — it is one of the most popular paintings of all.

Here's the original link to the full article.

Dani Daniels, Crotchless Crotch Shot, DIY

As Dear Readers know, this blog is dedicated to the spirit of DIY porn. We favor real shots of real folks, just like you and me, rather than the "professionals." But, what good are rules if you can't break them?

Every so often, we can't help but feature a contemporary porn star who breaks with the current trends, and rather than become jut another body, truly stands out as a trailblazer. One such is Dani Daniels. Going against the ubiquitous "all bare down there" look of the past decade, she's a woman unashamed to let her lady parts be furry. 

And, in the DIY spirit, she takes some truly sexy selfies. 

Like this one.

Lies, Damn Lies, and Statistics: Women Watching Porn

Porn doesn't turn on women? Not all women, to be sure. But I count myself as one.

The old saying is that their are lies, damn lies, and statistics. I don't give much stock to the stats reported online, since usually they are either originated by a blog or online magazine with a non-statistical sample size (like one survey I read with a 300 person sample, pulled from the Facebook of a British adult toy and lingerie company). Or are just re-reported stats with no fact checking, like a post published on Fox news that had been republished from the Sun, which originally came from who-knows-where.

Also, the top hits I got on my search weren't exactly current. Seems this was a hot topic in 2010, and circulated. Why then? Who knows. But digging back over the past decade is an interesting way to try to get a larger sense of a social trend. 

A 2001 study of 506 undergraduate students found that 35% of women had accessed "sexually explicit materials" on the internet "at least once." In 2006 another study of 563 college students found that 62% female respondents had seen online pornography before coming to college. Who knows if that's from the same college, or even colleges in the same country. But if we can generalize enough and assume perhaps the two samples of approximately 500 students are from similar enough colleges, the face value of the numbers suggest that twice as many female college students had seen online porn in 2006 than in 2001. I'd say this has to be somewhat true, since it's probably equally true that twice as many students were online in 2006 than in 2001.

Speaking from personal experience, I was at college in 2001, and we were on dial-up modems, and most of us were still using the college computer labs. (This was a state school, a Pac 10, and therefore what one might consider an "average" American student body.) In 5 short years, laptops were common and people got online via wi-fi. We're talking about the years from chat-rooms to Friendster to MySpace to Facebook. As such, the amount of porn online, and the ability to download it, or upload it changed radically from the start of the milleium through its first decade.

A report in 2007 claimed that 17 million women watched porn on a monthly basis. I don't know if that's 17 million American women, or exactly who the sample population was, so who knows what percentage that represents of whom. I guess the point is that 17 million women is a lot of women looking at smut.

The survey reported in the Sun in 2010 stated that out of 4,200 women surveyed, 76% said that porn was part of their sex lives. A more recent article, just a year old, sited the Nielsen report that said one in three adults browsing adult porn sites are women. So there you have it: if you have three women, at least one, quite likely two, and just possibly all three have spent a little time looking at sexy stuff online.

The reports usually also note that its more likely that younger women (ie Millennials) are looking at online porn than older women. But that should be no surprise. I'm sure you'd also see that reflecting in which age group of women accesses and uses the internet the most. (I think my Mom literally still has an AOL account, and my grandmother adamantly refuses to own a computer.)

What is most encouraging to me is the current trends of DIY porn. The 2010 survey from the British toy/lingerie company reported that 40% of the women polled had made their own porn. As I mentioned, they only had a survey size of 300. But the good news is that in the group, at least 120 women had made their own porn. Think about that the next time you are in a public space, like having dinner in a restaurant.

One thing is most certainly true: the numbers are under, rather than over, reported. Let's be honest: not everyone is willing to share every intimate detail of their sexual lives with researchers. A lot of people skip over polls. Maybe people looking at porn would rather look at porn than take a survey about it. I'm no statistician, but let's just say that I'm a woman who loves porn, and no one has ever asked me in a poll, so I am one of the uncounted.

What can we take away from this? Lies, damn lies and statistics? Can we infer anything concrete from the numbers, or just that the numbers seem to follow what we'd expect anyway: over the last 10 years, more women are online looking at things; more often than not, those women are younger women; and at least two out of three woman are taking a moment to check out sexual content. Possible two out of three. And the third is my grandma.

I guess that isn't exactly shocking news. But what I hope comes from this is that as more and more people (men and women) are able to access the wide world of online porn, people will be able to see the variety of human sexuality, and in the viewing of such diversity, come to realize that: a) sex is fundamental to the human experience; b) everyone is different and so no one is "normal" and conversely, the thing you are into that you thought so "abnormal," you realize is shared by hundreds, maybe thousands, or maybe even millions of others; c) my personal favorite--if you don't see anything that reflects you and your experience, you can simply make your own.

Seeing Stars, Being Stars

It's fun to star in your own DIY porno. All that's needed: a camera and a mirror.

Blog Work

It's tough work, but someone's got to do it. Making the wold a little sexier, one post at a time.

Couple things you might not know. I have been doing this blog since 2006, posting nearly everyday. I do have a "real job" and this blog is just for fun. I make absolutely no income from it. I do it as a sexual outlet, because I love writing and photography. 

I know I have a few dedicated Dear Readers, but the vast majority remain silent lurkers or webots. Hard to say.

Anyway, I hope I am making someone happy. At the least, I am.

Lexi With Two in Hand

I almost never publish mainstream porn on this site, as all our Dear Readers know. I publish 99% real amateurs, DIY, and vintage. But, every so often, we come across a shot that makes us smile, or laugh, or sigh. Here's such a shot. The porn star Lexi Belle with two stiff cocks in hand, and what seems to be both confused and surprised, and somewhere halfway between "I'm trying to look hot" and asking the photographer, "is this what you want?"

Such a funny image. But, also sexy too.

Ursula Gets Undressed

Here's a fun progression from dressed to undressed of Ursula Buchfellner, the Playboy Playmate of the Month in October 1979. However, this image, I believe, was originally published in Lui magazine in 1982. In November 1985, Ursula became the first Playmate to go on to appear in Penthouse magazine

Cindy McDee, '73

Cindy McDee was the centerfold to grace the July issue of Penthouse magazine in 1973. She'd grown up in a small mining town in the Missouri Ozaks,  one of 17 siblings, daughter of a minister. In '73, she was just 21, and had moved to LA, setting out into the wide world. With flowing long blonde hair and bellbottom jeans, she was a classic flower child. 

She might have been the first--perhaps only--Penthouse Pet to pose with natural armpits. 

If any of our Dear Readers know more about Miss Cindy, or whether she has been the only Centerfold with natural underarm hair, we at Sexy Sex would love to know. 

Until then, here's the complete pictorial for your enjoyment.

Namaste.

We Got Lost--You Can, Too!

If you are reading this blog, I know you like porn! But the Dear Readers of our little Sexy Sex Blog love more than just boobies and butts--you, Dear Reader of good taste, love the intersection of erotica, art, and intelligence. Yep, the mind is the largest erogenous zone on the human body, I believe, and if you've been following us, you agree, too!

That's why I'm happy to take a moment to talk about an upcoming film project by two artists from Copenhagen, Denmark, Sara and Sune.

As you know, Dear Reader, there are NO ads on this website. No links to products--not even a donate button or an Amazon Wishlist. I have never, ever asked for, or received, any financial compensation for this blog. It's a labor of love, and 100% non-commercial.

That said, I'm happy to give a shout out to a very charismatic creative couple who are now--yes RIGHT NOW--trying to raise $$$ to support a new creative work. They have a goal of making "The most beautiful animated erotic film--ever." And if that's not a good enough reason, they want to create a world of characters, love stories, sex, and social commentary.

Sara hand-draws (hand-draws!) each animation cel, the old school way, and Sune composes the muscial score. They've already created a film to show their abilities, and have set out now on what must surely be their largest endeavor, "We Got Lost on the Other Side of the Wilderness."

When I watched their kickstarter video, I just said: Wow, I'm so glad there are people in this world following both their talents and their passions, creating what they believe to be beautiful, to support an ongoing dialog around human sexuality for others to enjoy.

So, Dear Readers, check out their project. If it tickles your fancy, show them some love.

Sara draws each animation cel by hand

filmmakers Sara and Sune

Girl Talk In The Locker Room

A lovely frame from the classic XXX film, Debbie Does Dallas. It pretty much summarizes what every boy in high school wishes they could see.

For a complete summary of the film and some other great images, check out my post.

Debra Jo, The Girl With the Golden Locks

This post is for one of our regular Dear Readers, Jimmy....


Debra Jo Fondren had left Beaumont, Texas, to visit Vegas, when she was spotted by a photographer. The photographer, Bob Hooper, was in the casino on his lunch break.

Bob was no stranger to photographing beautiful women; he'd first started with the midwest farmer's daughters back in Des Moines, and now in Vegas, had photographed showgirls, singers, cocktail waitresses, and other lovelies for the local papers, magazines, billboards and travel advertisements. But when he spotted the 5'4" Debra Jo with her flowing 52" golden locks, he knew he'd found someone special. 

He'd been working his way toward a life dream of shooting for Playboy. Already he'd assisted a Playboy photographer, and had a couple of photo sereis, including the 10-page "Sex Education and the Automobile," which ran in May 1973. He had never, however, shot the penultimate Playboy assignment, a "centerfold."

The chance lunch meeting must have been fate. 

Bob photographed Debra Jo  at the nearby Hines Ranch in Las Vegas and the Desert Oasis, a warm springs in Moapa Valley, 68 miles north of Las Vegas. However, for the "centerfold" shot, he needed to use the highest resolution camera possible, a traditional 8x10. For this, he'd have to transform his own backyard to resemble the Desert Oasis. With reflectors and scrims, painted backgrounds and planted foliage, the scene was made to simulate Desert Oasis. As a final touch, he draped a 11' cloth to create a little privacy from the neighbors. 

The photos of Debra Jo appeared in the September issue as the Centerfold. She was so popular, that she became the "Playmate of the Year" in '78.

Debra Jo went on to several guest star roles on popular TV shows such as Mork and Mindy, Fantasy Island, and Knots Landing. 

Bob is still in Vegas, still photographing. In fact, he offers his centerfold talents for hire in what he calls provocative portraits. Hummm.... I just might take him up on it.

Debra Jo in the backyard of Robert Hooper